Shyne › Lyrics › Dear America (Intro)

Dear America
I'm only what you made me
Young, black and f*****' crazy
Please save me

I'm dyin' inside
Can't you see it in my eyes?
I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside
Gun on my side

S***, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison
I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not
I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks
I ain't never gonna stop

Been doin' this s*** all my life
I'm a lost cause
And what about the rest?
Don't them suckers deserve a chance?

Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps?
Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade
They wouldn't have to play that corner
Y'know what I mean? Servin' that yay

America, you got a f*****' problem
An' I ain't never goin' away
There's about 20 million other muthafuckers just like me
Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay